KEEPING GOOD HUMOUR
In the frame of snows
the Moon shines and glows
floating through the beams,
seeding glitt’ring dreams…
Lowering the eyes
from the brightest skies,
down-world is here –
look and smell and hear!..
What a shocking contrast!
Why such imperfection?! –
everywhere – misconduct,
negative selection…
Poor silly humans!
I don’t like at all...
Keeping all my humour,
risking hard to fall
(I prefer it clear,
celestial and high),
so to kill my fear
I’ll attempt to fly…
In the moonshine mood
© Copyright: Илья Исхаков, 2009
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